Lyrics:
understand
I can't read your writings on this map
Where'd this turn come from
I didn't see it
For someone who's all truth
You hold a lot of secrets
I don't
to be worried about me
Word, the matter is cloudy, it’s kinda like the weather is
I’ll try to read the signs as to what her intention is
The question is
People go from best friends to now I only read his tweets
BLM's a hate group? Motherfucker that's interesting
I really wish I could have changed your
if I pull out some heat, nigga, you gon' kick in (kick in)
And that's just the rules set by the fool from the old school
When it's time to duel, you
have deluged the Deviants with around 250 separate posts
One of which, the longest by far, has over 7,000 reads already
The serialized horror story will
Yeah
Something special about this one
I go by the name of Seymour....Bigger Perc man
Share this with yall
Look
Put the chargers up
.....or don't talk
Could drive blindfolded and still arrive to where I'm headed
Learn to read the map where's the legend?
Infinite miles is about how far my imagination
Left that bitch on read
Like ay
Left that bitch on read
I just need her to undress, i don't care about the rest
One more text, bitches got me too
My rhymes so special, this beat by Sospecial
I put me on map all purely by potential
The sky is not the limit, I been passed their said level
I'm comin
to the kick when it snap back
Never the kid to be convinced by the that's that
Mineral grit sticks to my kicks made of brass tacks
Blue moon catch me with
Epic Rap Battles of History!
Mansa Musa versus Jeff Bezos!
Begin!
Wallah, by the holy Quran I lay my hand upon
I blaze Bezos, inflict inflammatory
blacks false doctrine
It's a system of survival
We need an old time revival
Nothin' new 1906 it
William J Seymour '06 it
Extra extra read all about it
Act
of horrors sweating 'cuz I need more
Extra extra
You read all about it but I bleed more
And let the blood stain the page
Let the words speak the rage that has
1960...
It's 1960...
And gosh, what a swell year it's been!
So many blessings
Such wonders it has brought
You hardly know where to begin:
But not a soul could tell
They can read the summer sky
And they can hear the back brook swell
And they seem to know each other very well...
know much about you
Plus I get along with you
And plus I get along with you
I feel the love somewhere
But there isn't a map that's been drawn by
played but
He placed me right here
(Do you think about your place on the map)
(Some born in the suburbs, some in the trap)
He placed you right there
make moves when you're always strapped under
I plan to read the scriptures, tell you more about the thunder
I wonder what really makes the world go
get in my head
Telling these shawtys to get in my bed
Then the next morning I left them on read
Look back to the basics
I got the vision like they gave
Get with the man who rips, stop being stalled by them drips
I'll do you swell, I got better aim than Willie Tell
I rung so let me ring your bell
pants, you the man
Nowadays you can't tell, watch the crotch, it may swell
You needs a pap smear you need to know
If you got an STD, some little
three
By then he'd been through the ringer
Made himself a name as a singer
Read about in all of the papers
How the boy got lost in the vapors
Ego
Ain't no love in Oakland, bitch
Niggas always talkin bout 'I love you'
But ain't no love, bitch
Now it's a shame, I can't be saved by John
grammar when I'm injured with a hammer,
But I've a preference for the deference of a metaphor.
I've read the Odyssey by Homer and the Iliad as well,
I
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